Pirate's Nest Order

In the dark and cold cell, the air is filled with the lingering smell of blood. Occasionally, there will be shrill and desperate screams in the deathly silent corridor, which will soon stop abruptly. In that brief voice, he conceived of what a terrifying scene had happened, and he could only cower in the corner with goosebumps all over the floor.

"What happened outside?"

.5 A swallowing face emerged from the black cocoon. He glanced at the iron door of the cell with his peripheral vision. Outside the iron door of the thumb-thick door was a long and narrow corridor. Guards dressed as jailers stood in the corridor. both sides.

"Prisoners die every day in this prison, and new prisoners come in every day. Generally speaking, few prisoners survive more than three days. I hope you are a special case who survives." Crowe shook a ferocious weapon in his hand. The three-pronged thorns on his body were raised, and he said faintly: "I guarantee you won't want to know how they died."

.5 glanced back at Crowe's body, his pupils slowly contracted, then his tightly bound chest swelled slightly, and two puffs of turbid air came out of his nostrils.

"I know that your breath seems to be able to cause explosions, but I advise you not to have any thoughts that you shouldn't have. It is absolutely impossible for you to escape from this prison. Any dangerous attempt will only kill you immediately." Luo made a light stroke, and the three pronged thorns opened a long and slender gash on .5's cheek.

The smoke-turbid breath seemed to be strangled tightly, and a feeling of extreme weakness came from every cell in the body. .5 stared at the three-pronged thorn on the cheek in horror, and the scarlet blood flowed to the lips. He opened his mouth and said hoarsely: "Weapons made from Hailou Stone."

"Tell me, why did you attack Longshi Trading Company?" Crowe took back the three-pronged thorn and threatened: "While interrogating you, your companion is also being interrogated next door. If he confesses everything first, then you will not be alive. of value.”

"Gulu." .5 Facing Crowe's gloomy lenses, he had no loyalty to Baroque Studio. Now that his life was threatened, he gritted his teeth and began to explain.

half an hour.

Crowe opened the door and handed the three-pronged thorn in his hand to the jailer at the door: "Start at him. If he makes any dangerous move, I will stab his eyes blind."

The tall and tall jailer took the three-pronged thorn and stood in front of Black Cocoon. He raised the sharp end of the three-pronged thorn and aimed it at .5's frightened eyelids, no more than an inch away.

The cell door next door was opened, and .3 was hung on the top of the wall by a black thread just like the other one, except that his face was obviously more gray, and there were some weird black spots crawling up to his ears and temples, which looked like ulcers from a distance. The spreading wounds gave off a faint rancid smell.

"Okay, it's so cold!" .3 said with blue lips and trembling. The wound on his shoulder was completely numb. The blood in his body seemed to be flowing with poison. With each passing minute, the poison would become more serious. Spreads throughout the body.

He wanted to melt himself into liquid wax, but the black cocoon wrapped around his body was like a living creature. Once he felt any changes in his body, every inch of his body would be affected. The stinging sensation is like countless fine needles piercing the skin, piercing the muscles and extending towards the internal organs.

He didn't dare to bet on whether he completed the melted state first, or was tied into a sieve by these black threads first.

"Your condition seems to be very bad, we have to hurry up." Crowe squinted his eyes and said quietly: "Compared to that idiot who picks his nose, I think you should be smarter and be able to realize your situation, and be more aware of your situation. Taking the initiative to explain the problem will gain the possibility of survival."

"Who are you? Where is this place?" .3 looked at Crowe.

"It's you who came to attack us. It's up to you to answer this question." Crowe stared at .3's eyes. With his fingers on the opponent's cheek, he could feel that the opponent's physical condition was terrible, and The nervously beating heart and the shrinking and trembling pores showed that the guy in front of him was in extreme fear.

.3 His face changed. His character was that of a sinister and cruel villain who would do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, so he couldn't even speak of the so-called die-hard loyalty. He gritted his teeth and said: "The attack on you was an order from the company, I just obeyed it. Just follow orders."

"Your companions have already confessed, and I will compare your confessions, so please don't lie." Crowe's finger was still on .3's cheek.

"Introduce in detail the structure and nature of your organization."

"The organization is called Baroque Studio. It is a secret criminal company hidden underground. The members in the studio are numbered with numbers and letters. The president's code name is .0, and the closer the number is to 0, the more he is in the studio. The higher the status, I am .3, and the other guy caught by you is .5. We are all senior agents in the studio and can be regarded as senior agents and killers of the studio."

".0?"

"The motto of the studio is mystery. This is conveyed by .0. We are a criminal company hiding in the shadows. Therefore, .0 never appears in public in front of us. All orders are given over the phone. I do not I don’t know the true identity of the president, and there are probably only one or two people in the entire studio who know .0’s true identity.” .3 answered seriously as he met Crowe’s eyes.

"Why did you attack Longshi Trading Company?" Crowe continued to ask without any expression.

"There is no clear instruction." .3 His eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth: "But according to my own speculation, it should be to silence us. We don't want others to find out that we have had transactions with you in the studio, and we want to clean up the legacy of these transactions. The traces left behind are not only your Longshi Trading Company, but the Thiago Chamber of Commerce that used to trade with us was also completely burned by a fire."

Crowe made a judgment in his mind and squinted his eyes: "Is it because of the colored stone ore? What exactly does this ore do?"

"Colored stone mines are the raw material for making dancing powder." 3 felt that since this silencing operation failed, sooner or later the mining party of colored stone mines would follow the clues and find out the secret of the colored stone mines. It would be better for him to confess it now in exchange for trust: "The original intention of Baroque Studio was to subvert Alabasta and establish a utopia, so the current turmoil in Alabasta is driven by the studio behind the scenes."

"Subvert Alabasta and establish an utopia!" Crowe couldn't help showing a look of shock on his face. The water in this Baroque studio may be deeper than he imagined. "Yarlin will have a strong influence on this studio." Interested."